This post has the potential to arrive on the tardy side of timely. We had a different sort of Tuesday. No less busy, just not like our usual routine.
Also? It’s play-off season in Major League Baseball, so ya know, that’s gonna factor in to every part of life around here. Plus. Football has begun. Both pros and college players. Again, of great import here in The Burrow.
As far as metaphysical work goes, I’m still plugging along. Our messages seem to be lining up, some more. Again.
moderating ups and downs.
Along with how the recent progress has been, this is actually more reassuring than it seems at first. Then, pair it with what appeared on my card altar, and we have our daily dose of Hope.
You have the power to transcend failure and move into a limitless future.
Bat once crawled upon the earth, but she reached for the stars and now she really can fly. If you have pulled Bat to guide you, you too can become anything you want. But remember, everything has its own period of gestation and as you progress to your own limitless future you must transcend failure and its attendant fear, that of striving again.
With failure comes the knowledge that brings you ever nearer your heart’s goal until on the destined day you are reborn.”
I love the idea that anyone can rise to the point of flight. That we all have that capability. That each of us is able to reach so far that we can sprout wings and fly.
Animal Messages – Seek Inspiration From Your Animal Guides by Susie Green
is going to reflect an untrue image. We scaled a butte. On our bikes. HERE is Dan’s map (make sure you zoom in, the little circles you see are when he rode around me as I panted up the killer incline, also be sure to look at the elevation stats). According to my non-fancy computer, we went 13.067 miles, in 1 hour 27 minutes 35 seconds, with a completely inaccurate* average pace of 8.9 MPH.
*Also, we had a Maxx-In-The-Box, so that slowed us down considerably. (He did not go all the way up the hill, but we did strap his smallest crate to The Deputy’s bike and haul his pudgy ass downtown to meet up with Empress.)
Here’s a view from the top. (I also tweeted another angle.)
This is a hike (or ride) that’s always worth the effort. Seeing our entire city (and the OTHER butte) from up here is a worthwhile reward for the pain and effort. Driving up is nice, too.
Michigan and Missouri. (Plus the standard uncountable numbers of California, Idaho, Washington, and oddly enough, Texas.)
how did October get here so gawdammed fast?!